I Predict That The Newest Supreme Court Justice Will Have The Best Smile Of The Nominees!

Your "one side of me wants to help my friends out on the east coast with the freezing weather and stuff, while my other side wants to discuss some serious issues while on a balmy west coast beach" smile, is attached to a real and meticulous history buff, just like the HSR IS, AND AS A MATTER OF FACT, HSR IS NOW ENTERING AND WALKING PAST THE VENERATED HEAVY SIDE DOORS OF THE OFFICE OF THE SUPREME COURT BUILDING

 IN WASHINGTON, DC, AS PART OF A VISITOR'S TOUR OF THIS INTEGRAL PLACE , WHICH SERVES AS THE FINAL ARBITER OF JUSTICE FOR THESE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, AND AT THIS TIME THE GROUP SLOWLY PASSES AND TALKS ABOUT THE ORNATELY-FRAMED PHOTOGRAPHS ON THE WALLS SHOWING A CHRONOLOGICAL HISTORY OF THE BIGGEST, BADDEST, AND MOST ERUDITE LEGAL MINDS OF THEIR TIMES,

POLITICALLY-SELECTED, OF COURSE, AND WHILE THIS IS ALL HAPPENING, A CUTE AND PREPPY-LOOKING INTERN WALKS ALONG SIDE OF THE HANDSOME HSR, AND INTENTIONALLY SLIGHTLY BUMPS HIS ARM TO GET HIS ATTENTION, AND SHE SAYS, "OH, EXCUSE ME SIR, I AM JUST BLOWN AWAY BY ALL OF THE EXCITING TRIVIA ABOUT THIS PLACE AND WHAT WENT ON IN THE PAST!" AND THE HSR REPLIES, "YEAH, BUT, YOU KNOW THAT WE ARE BEING PRESENTED THE "SANITIZED VERSION" OF WHAT REALLY WENT DOWN IN THESE RARE HALLS OF JUSTICE!" "WELL, MAYBE YOU HAVE A POINT, BECAUSE MANY DELIBERATIONS ARE SECRET!," SHE SAYS, "AND I'M SURE THE SUPPORT OF SOME IMPORTANT CASE OUTCOMES MAY HAVE BEEN DECIDED WITH A COIN TOSS!," CALCULATES THE HSR, THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, A LOUD BANG HAPPENS, AND EVERYONE IS TOLD TO "GET ON THE GROUND AND TAKE COVER,"

AND THAT'S JUST WHAT THE HSR AND THE GIRL DO, HOWEVER, THEY ALSO HIDE BEHIND A LARGE WOODEN HISTORICAL DISPLAY CASE,

BUT IN DOING SO, SOME KIND OF TRAP DOOR OPENS, AND BOTH OF THEM FALL A LITTLE WAYS DOWN SOME SHORT STEPS, AFTER WHICH THE TRAP DOOR CLOSES HERMETICALLY SHUT,  AND WITHOUT DELAY, HSR PULLS OUT AND TURNS ON A SMALL FLASH LIGHT, AND ASKS THE GIRL, "ARE YOU OKAY?," AND SHE NODS HER HEAD HINTING YES, THEN HSR SAYS, "MY NAME IS HSR, DR. R FOR SHORT, AND YOURS?," "MY NAME IS BETSY, I WAS NAMED AFTER THE LADY THAT MADE THE FIRST U.S. FLAG!," ADMITS BETSY, THEN A CHAIR OR SOMETHING FURTHER IN THE ROOM MAKES A SQUEAKY NOISE ON THE FLOOR, AND THE TWO PEOPLE GRAB EACH OTHER, WITH BETSY GRABBING TIGHTER, THEN BETSY PRAYS, "OH, PLEASE, OH, PLEASE, OH, PLEASE!," THEN HSR TURNS HIS FLASHLIGHT IN THE DIRECTION OF THE NOISE, AND THEY SEE LOTS OF COBWEBS,

LIKE NOBODY'S BEEN THERE FOR CENTURIES, AND THEY SEE TWO SKELETONS THAT LOOK LIKE THEY WERE LOCKED IN A FINAL BATTLE,

WITH OLD PAPERS THAT HAD OFFICIAL CALLIGRAPHY NEARBY THEM, AND HSR AND BETSY SLOWLY WALK OVER TO THAT PLACE, AND PICK UP THE PAPERS, AND BOTH OF THEIR MOUTHS DROP WIDE OPEN WHEN HSR SHINES THE FLASHLIGHT ON THE 300 YEAR-OLD PAPERS, BECAUSE IT READS THE NAMES OF...

MORE THAN TEN  PEOPLE WHO WERE DOUBLE-DEALING SECRET AGENTS CONNECTED TO THAT PAST WHITE HOUSE ADMINISTRATION! SO THEN THEY....!
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"Would you mortgage the house "to be young again?""










How many Supreme Court nominees are there going to be?

That information won't stay classified for long!

But, I believe, that this whole brouhaha will boil down to some dueling realities!...

...the President...

...would like to appoint one that has "Democratic sympathies."

And the Republicans would love to have another "Conservative Originalist on the Bench."

That's my political thought and theory behind the fight over who will be the newest member of "The Supremes!"

However, using different parameters and perspectives, I believe that the winning nominee, a man,

or a woman,

will very possibly end up being the person who has the most attractive smile and the most electable "Facial Beauty Quadrilateral" out of the bunch!"

Make no mistake about it... this is a facial popularity contest!

And to the winner...goes the smiles! And a cushy, important, and world-impacting job!

I can just hear them now...

The veneers are coming...the veneers are coming!






May you have many...fresh fruits are the coolest, all you have to do is pick it from the tree or bush, and eat it!...are you a minimalist, or do you need a larger storage case?...it really matters exactly how many raindrops fall in a storm!...smiles!

Be The First To Bust This Cool Dental Dance Move At Your Next Party!

THE NEWLY-MINTED THIRTEEN-YEAR-OLD HSR IS ABOUT TO CELEBRATE HIS TURNING A TEENAGER, SO HIS BIG SISTER THROWS HIM A PARTY AT THEIR CHURCH'S BIG GYMNASIUM, AND ALL OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD KIDS SHOW UP, AND THERE'S BRIGHT LIGHTS AND LOUD MUSIC...

AND AFTER A WHILE OF CRAZY DANCING AND TALKING, AND UNSPIKED-PUNCH DRINKING,

THEY BREAK FOR SOME KIND WORDS, AND MAKING WISHES, AND BLOWING OUT THE CANDLES, BUT BEFORE THEY CUT THE CAKE,

THIS ONE GIRL THAT'S TALLER THAN HSR13, GRABS HIS HAND AND TAKES HIM BACK TO THE MUSIC DANCE FLOOR, AND STARTS TO "GET JIGGY" WITH HIM AND THE CROWD GOES CRAZY, AND THEN, ANOTHER TEENAGE GIRL THAY HAS EYES FOR HIM, RUNS UP AND DANCES BEHIND HIM, TO THE CROWD'S OOHS AND AAHS AND DELIGHTS,

AND SOME MORE OF HIS COOL AND SECRET ADMIRING YOUNG LADIES, THAT DON'T WANT TO FEEL LEFT OUT OF COMMUNITY HISTORY, RUN UP AND CROWD AROUND HSR13, AND START TO WIGGLE LIKE EXCITED WORMS, AND ALL OF THIS ALERTS THE CHAPERONES, WHO TELL THE KIDS TO CALM IT DOWN A LITTLE, BUT TO NO AVAIL...

....SO, NEXT, THE CHAPERONES GET TOGETHER AN AGREE TO... aww, come on guys, don't go busting any bubbles, just let HSR13 enjoy hisself (sic) a little, because he's only 13 once, and you remember how you were at that age, with your "three-fourths of the Earth is covered by water, so why do we still have to pay a lot for it?...well, there outta be a law!" smile!
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"If you don't look toward the future while you're performing your present, your past might become improvable!"









WARNING!

NEW MOVE FOR THE DANCE FLOOR!

BE THE FIRST AT YOUR NEXT PARTY TO BUST IT OUT!





Yes! This can be done by two-year-olds on up to 100+--with glee!

One can even do it with a partner and use the arms of one or more people.

I received word back that a whole Mid West Kindergarten class did the dance and changed the names used in the song, to fit their names...and had a ball!

After much thought, meditation, and asking my brain and the universe's powers for guidance, this dance was revealed in an instant to the creator of this blog...and the rest is history.

Now Dentistry has its own choreographically-real and applicable break dance routine that's fun and also sneaks in a little bit of aerobic exercise.

So, go ahead and "break a leg (or, rather, an arm!)!"









May you have many...why do a lot of people want to live here?...

   ...please, do not put your trust in the almighty dollar, for good reason!...once, I was lead around with a carrot and stick approach, and when I finally could have the carrot, it wasn't all that good, or worth it!...smiles!

My Dentist Has a Sweet Tooth!...That's Why I Love Him!

THE SEVENTY-FIVE YEAR OLD HSR FINALLY GETS HIS CHANCE TO MAN THE HOT DOG STAND AT THE LOCAL PARK ON A NICE, 75 DEGREE, COOL, AND PARTLY-CLOUDY AFTERNOON,

AND THE PARENTS ARE PUSHING STROLLERS, AND SOCCER MOMS ARE WATCHING THEIR KIDS,

AND THE OTHER CHILDREN ARE PLAYING BY THE SAND AND SWINGS, AND THIS NICE TEENAGE COUPLE COMES UP TO HSR AND ASKS, "HELLO, SIR, MAY WE HAVE TWO HOT CHILI DOGS WITH CHEESE, PLEASE?" AND THE HSR SAYS, "SURE, COMING RIGHT UP!," AND THE YOUNG MAN GIVES THE HSR A FIVE DOLLAR BILL AND SAYS, "KEEP THE CHANGE, SIR!" TO WHICH THE HSR RESPONDS, "THANKS A LOT YOU YOUNG FOLK!" AND HE THINKS TO HIMSELF, AS THEY WALK OFF...

 "NOW, THERE'S A NICE COUPLE, AND THE WORLD STILL MAY HAVE HOPE YET!" THEN FOUR NEIGHBORHOOD YOUNGSTERS COME UP TO THE HSR AND THE TALLEST ONE STARES AT THE HSR WHILE LOOKING HIM UP AND DOWN ONCE TO SIZE HIM UP, AND HE SAYS, "HEY, MISTER, I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU AROUND THIS PARK BEFORE, AND WE SPEAK FOR ALL OF THE KIDS HERE, YA KNOW!" AND HSR SPEAKS BACK, "WELL THAT'S FINE WITH ME, BUT I HEARD SOMETHING MIGHT HAPPEN TO YOUR PARK HERE!" AND A MIDDLE SIZE BOY ASKS, " SOMETHING LIKE WHAT?" AND HSR WARNS, "I HEAR SOME SPIES MIGHT BE COMING AROUND HERE TODAY TO SEE IF THEY CAN FILL THIS PARK UP WITH OFFICE BUILDINGS...

AND IF I SEE THEM, I'LL POINT THEM OUT TO YOU REAL QUICK, AND THEN YOU CAN RUN UP ON THEM AND TALK TO THEM, AND TELL THEM YOUR STORY." AND ANOTHER BOY INTERRUPTS, "I AIN'T TELLING NO STORY!...I'MA TELL 'UM THE TRUTH! THIS PARK AIN'T GOING NOWHERE!" AND HSR, FEELING LIKE HE MIGHT NOW HAVE A CONNECTION, SAYS, "HEY, WHY DON'T I JUST GIVE YOU GUYS FREE HOT DOGS WITH ALL OF THE TOPPINGS...AND IT'S ON THE HOUSE!" AND THE SMALLEST BOY ALMOST CRIES AND SAYS, "INSTEAD OF PUTTING THEM ON A HOUSE, JUST GIVE 'UM TO US!" AND HSR CHUCKLES AND SAYS, "YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT! HERE YOU GUYS GO. AND WHEN I SEE THOSE SPIES, I'LL GIVE YOU A SIGNAL. BUT UNTIL THEN JUST, JUST GRAB A SIT-DOWN AND ENJOY!" AND THE KIDS SAY, "THANKS MISTER, WE'RE STARVIN'!...

...AND WE'RE GONNA HAVETA TELL THOSE SPIES TO LEAVE OUR PARK ALONE!"...and all of this is a good education for the kids to promote healthy outdoor living and activities, open-air interpersonal relationships, coalition-building, asset protection, and the list can go on, however, your "I have a friend, who after chewing, pies, cakes, and chocolates, spits them out, so that stuff won't go down into the stomach and cause possible weight gain" smile just wants all of the parks to stay free, along with the shade, the benches, and the sweet cool breezes they offer!
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"A wise man once told me that there is little difference between holding your head high, and sticking your neck out!"









Man!...

You should see his dental office!…

He not only has candy sweets on his waiting room wall!...

…he has the really good stuff!...even pies and cakes!...

And you don't even need an appointment!

The Doctor takes this approach, he says, for good reasons…

He says “try not to have cognitive dissonance in your life…

…”you know…

…”ruminating over conflicting emotions at the same time.

…”like when opposite feelings collide head-on!”

In other words, he’s my kind of guy!

He says “Why deny yourself?

"If you like it…do it!…”

…it almost sounds like a lesson in "like!"

...He says, "Just oogle the chocolates we placed over here, with and without peanut butter and/or nuts!

"And behold, the suckers over there!

"Whereas, right over here, are the best and most popular gums

..."and here in front of us, in the refridgerator…we have …

"many World Brands of ice cream and ice cream sandwiches"...

He says don’t be fearful of your sugar cravings…

And the real kicker is that he has a…

…Goodie Of The Week!...

…and this time, it’s one of my best favorites!...

…All natural and fruity pastries!...

And rather than excruciate myself…

…instead, I am invited to indulge in them to my heart’s desire!

…and that way… 

…there’s a chance to...

...become desensitized to...and to develop self control over, all of those excessive excitements to sugary sweets...

Too much is not good for you!

The dentist does this so that in the future, when you come face-to-face, again, with colossal confections...

...you can supremely exercise, with certainty, wise portion control.

But I was also thinking…

…Could this be a slick marketing ploy…

…to draw the people in?...

Well, I think it’s working…

…because all kinds of people are now in his packed waiting room!

One woman said that she actually lost visible weight by adjusting her diet and having one of the Doctor's goodies...

...four times a week!

Oh, yes...and Dr. Winge poses a question:

..."What's life without a little sweet tooth?"

May you have many...please don't try to get everything done in one day; that's why they have this thing called tomorrow!...eating fruits and vegetables frequently, brings you nanoclose to the ecoessence of Earth!...someone please calculate the number of days that it takes for us to eat our own body weight in food!...smiles!

My New Smile And I Are Going To Catch a Nice Girl At This Party Tonight! Part 5.

IT’S HIGH NOON, AND THE HSR IS IN HIS BACKYARD LAYING DOWN IN A RECLINER SO SOFT THAT IT’S GUARANTEED TO PROMOTE SLEEP WITHIN THE FIRST FIVE MINUTES, BUT THE HSR IS STILL AWAKE AFTER PRUNING HIS ROSE BUSHES AND EATING SOME HOME-GROWN BLACKBERRIES, SO HE TAKES A SIP OF ICE WATER WITH MOSTLY ICE, AND WHILE DOING SO, HE HEARS A LITTLE BUZZING NOISE, AND HE LOOKS UP TO SEE A SMALL MISQUITO DRONE HOVERING OVER TO HIM,

AND IT STAYS STILL FOR ABOUT 10 SECONDS, AND ALL OF THIS TIME THE HSR IS TRYING TO SECRETLY GRAB HIS FLY SWATTER AT HIS SIDE...SO NOW HE HAS IT, AND HE IS READYING TO TAKE A FATAL SWING AT THE MINIDRONE, BUT JUST BEFORE HE DOES, THE SMALL DRONE SQUIRTS A SPRAY AT THE HSR, AND THIS SPRAY SMELLS LIKE FLOWERS, WHICH IS JUST FINE WITH THE HSR, BUT HE STARTS TO REALLY FEEL SLEEPY NOW, AND HE CLOSES HIS EYES, BUT THE DREAM SEEMS SO REAL THAT HE THINKS THAT HIS EYES ARE STILL OPEN, THEN ALL KINDS OF PRETTY COLORS

SURROUND HIM IN WAVY AND CHROMATIC ILLUSIONS, LIKE THE AURORA AUSTRALIS, AND ONE OF HIS INQUISITIVE FINGERS TOUCHES A PASSING, SHIMMERING RAINBOW CLOUD, AND IMMEDIATELY, THAT CLOUD BURSTS INTO A...la la la la, hello to you...and time for a break from all that literary so and so, and...there's a message for your "the weather outside during my lunch break was so Southern-California perfect, that I had to muster-up all of my self-control to make me go back in to work after lunch!" smile, that you need to get over to your dentist right now, so that she can "rebuff" your front veneers, so that their enamelite's full-spectrum-reflective cores can glow with the maximum possible shine!

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“Really white eyes are BFF with really white teeth!”

This plot is real simple—I got new paint and reconstruction done on my smile…

…so yes…I am all that!...

…my brights are tight, and I’m about to take flight!

So, I need to check out this brand new nightclub and test out my light saber smile on the ladies, to see if their hearts will melt…

…immediately…

…like I am hypnotizing them!...

…and like my dentist, Dr. Delyla Dentina promised me that they would…

I now want to show off my chunked-out, “spiffified” spit bones!...

The spot here is hot with sensory overload, with the music, the crowd, the big screens, and all of that rapidly pumping synergy…

Wow…I’m enjoying my self,…

…and I’m drinking the HSR Special…

…pulp-heavy orange juice, blended with ice and two cherries on top!..

Then, I see a beautiful girl from my old high school, Chance, and she’s with her sister, Chase…

They both are really tall and sinewy Water Polo Champs!

So, I look into the eyes of Chance, just to see if I can win a daring stare fight, but as I look into her eyes, I enter into an area of her mind that takes over my imagination, and…

… now I’m wisked away into another, far-away place…

…into another universe, as far as I know…

…and I am engaged in fire fights with deadly machine-gun-toting drones and sharp-shooting enemy soldiers!

I am secretly given a box to hold that has the last of two code keys. What they are used for—I don’t know!

I have yet to open the box and look at it…I’ve been on the run ever since I was transported here.

The person who has been guiding me through all of this is a woman soldier named Gem.

She supposedly knows more about me and my mission here than I do!

So, only a while ago, I was just in an innocent nightclub...just to see if I could catch some pretty chicks with my new smile!,…but now I’m wisked onto a real battlefield…

…and these bullets being sprayed are playing for keeps.!

Gem and her compatriots are fighting for the people here to remain free thinkers and spontaneous, fun-loving people. But the regime in charge, one by one, transforms people into mindless beings with their only aspirations amounting to work, sleep, and then doing more work…

Gem and I are just coming onto the street level after escaping by running from drones in an underground tunnel, and we’re now in a firefight with about ten more different evil-looking drones!

She guns down a couple of them, while I use my laser decimater, which fires deadly destroying light from my fingertips…

…those drones didn’t stand a chance against my stuff...but who knows if they radioed in for backup…

“We’re almost to HQ! Let’s run!,” Gem urges me.

After a short sprint turning three corners, we end up in an alley, and go about halfway down, and an old door quickly and squeakily opens…

...we duck inside, and Gem says to the sentry guarding the entrance, "Let's transport "Big Blue" out of here right now!"

"Straight ahead and to the left...they're waiting for you!," replies the muscular, mean-looking, heavily-armed, and attentive sentry man...

Walking fast down the dark hall, with a definite mission in mind, Gem takes her leaning-forward strides seriously, and for good reason. She wants to keep the human race alive...in this place...where ever this place is...

We enter into a dimly-lit room with two people seated at a desk in the middle of the room.

Gem salutes to the two people there and speaks, "Sir, I have Big Blue here, no injuries, and he has the package secure!"

One of the people at the desk stands up and says, "Young man, I want to say "Thank You" for your service! But you need to help us and our cause a little more.Your code name is Big Blue. And you must carry an extremely important package, the small package that you now possess, and that is the package that our enemies are trying so fiercely to get!

"Daytona, here, is going to send you on to your next mission.You will return to where you were in your previous dimensional parameters--your old world. There you will get further instructions, and...

"...by your leaving this world, we are buying time, so the enemy doesn't get that code key!

"I want you to look into the eyes of our sender, Daytona, and you will be transported back...

"And I wish you luck, soldier!" closes the commander.

"May I ask a question, sir?" I inquire.

"Go ahead," says the leader.

"What's the code key for," I pry a little bit.

The leader looks at the other people in the room and admits to me, "In time, you will realize the enormity of your responsibility...for now, let's just say that the survival of the whole human race in both of our worlds may be resting heavily on your shoulders!...

..."You must catch the insincerity glowing in the eyes of your unknown enemies! And remember...

..."Be instinctual," the commander says while giving an iron-strong handshake, and then remarks, "Daytona, send him back!"

I notice now, with her helmet off, that she has a short crop of hair, and that Daytona is a gorgeously attractive woman, but also a deadlier-than-MMA combatant...

...and that I actually want to look ever-so-deeply into her eyes, and maybe I can reveal to her a part of me that no one else knows about...

...but I must remember that I am on an important mission...

...wait a minute!...I don't even know the mission...

...only that I am to transport the code key...

Daytona, following strict orders, steps kissing-close to me...

but offers her eyes...into which I am to surrender...

I take a deep breath, to catalogue and remember her sight and scent, because, who knows what the future holds...

...so I look deep into her eyes...

and see strange things that are running from me around corners...

...and I stretch to look around those corners...

...to see what it could be...

And now I'm close! And I catch up to it to get a good look...and...just like that...

...It's Chance that I am looking at!

Yes...I'm back at the party, where I first started with all of this, and I am still in the same position staring into her eyes!...as if no time passed at all during my ordeal!

How long have I been standing here and locked into her eyes?

I lean back and grab Chance's arms and say, "Where did you take me? What strange place was that?"

Chance, still standing next to her sister, says, "I should have told you that you were selected by us for this journey, this mission, ever since high school, but you might not have understood what's at stake...

"Chase is going to take you to a door that is to the left of the men's room door and you two are to enter it...

"I will stay here to spot any of the enemy spies that might be around us!"...

As I sprint up stairs with Chase close in back of me, I notice some of the people in the crowd "disappear" into a white vapor cloud and drift away after they are hit by a laser-like light,

I look around the room to see where those light beams are coming from, and I notice a guy with a strange looking gun...

...and it's the same guy with the drones back in the universe that I just left from...

...and his aim is coming up to my way...

...Chance is shooting a gun that makes people temporarily "freeze" in the the position in which they are hit...

Now, Chance runs up the stairs behind us, with few people in the wild party noticing...

.and she continues clicking off rounds to keep the drone man's shots away from us...

We all meet up to the place left of the men's room door...

...and there should be a door...

...but there's no door...just a wall...

Chase shouts out, "Close your eyes and push with both hands!"...

...Chance, and Chase, and I, all close our eyes and quickly push the wall...

...and we...disappear into and past the wall...

...escaping the drone man...and all of the deadly stuff back there...

...but where are we now?...





TO BE CONTINUED…





May you have many…is it possible to make "paradise" where you are now, instead of having to travel for many miles to get there?...when we travel into outer space, we need to remember to have lightness and darkness cycles, about every 12 hours or so each "day," just like here on Earth, for us to have a chance to thrive...I'm sure that there will also be new astronomy-based music, too, as we solidify our presence in outer space--maybe "space-rap" and "space-pop!"...smiles!